Chapter 2

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Liuyun Sect.

The majestic mountain range is hidden in the clouds. Liuyun Sect is built on the mountain. It is quiet and peaceful, with fairy cranes circling above from time to time.

In the sect, many medical disciples were coming in and out, treating the injuries of the people in Yunfeng Pavilion. Occasionally, they would push aside the worried-looking fellow disciples to prevent them from hindering the treatment process.

The person sitting inside frowned and quietly allowed the doctors to treat him, with a calm expression on his face.

From time to time, he would look up and see his fellow junior brothers and sisters laughing at the door and peeking inside. He would even smile softly and let them do what they were supposed to do.

If you just look at his expression, you would never guess that his collarbone has been hooked tightly by a peculiarly shaped pipa hook.

The sharp claws pierced from the front, passed through the back and firmly hooked onto the butterfly bone, then bent back and stabbed into the flesh.

The bleeding could not be stopped at all, and the demonic energy from the wound continued to tear at the surrounding flesh and blood. Sprinkling medicine powder on it was completely useless. After the wound healed, it would be torn apart again by the demonic energy with bared fangs and claws.

Even medical practitioners who have been practicing medicine for many years are really helpless in the face of this situation.

This strange-looking weapon cannot be pulled out by force. Those who can use this weapon in combat intend to torture the opponent and eventually kill him.

If it is not pulled out, Xie Tingyun will suffer.

Pull out, Xie Tingyun suffered even more.

Blood gushed out from his clavicle, almost covering half of Xie Tingyun's body. His snow-white underwear was completely invisible. The fellow disciples who had secretly peeked out of the door were finally comforted by Xie Tingyun's laughter, but now they were about to cry again.

Xie Tingyun sighed and said, "Let's end this quickly. If we drag it on any longer..."

The doctor who was standing next to him frowned after hearing half of what he said: "...I will see if I can cut off the hook. Taking it out directly is too risky. It may cause the magic energy to become chaotic and flow back into the meridians, causing irreparable damage to the meridians."

No one present noticed that Xie Tingyun had stopped talking abruptly.

The medical practitioner who had circled behind Xie Tingyun raised his hand and pressed it on Xie Tingyun's shoulder. Just as he touched the pipa hook sticking out of Xie Tingyun's back, Xie Tingyun's pupils shrank and he was about to stand up.

The medical staff standing nearby hurriedly pushed the man back, and when they looked down, they found that Xie Tingyun's expression had changed at some point.

His usual calm and restrained expression was gone. For the first time, they saw an expression of near-incredibility, even bewilderment and helplessness, on this talented senior brother.

The doctor standing behind Xie Tingyun hissed and whispered, "I, I'm already very gentle, I'll be even gentler!"

After all, it was still an injury, and Xie Tingyun was eventually pushed back.

Xie Tingyun closed his eyes and felt the blood running through his body turn frighteningly cold.

At this moment, an adult man's mechanical voice came from Xie Tingyun's sea of ​​consciousness: "What's wrong?"

Xie Ting raised his eyes subconsciously, but for some reason, the faces and figures of all the people around him became illusory for no reason, like the distorted and dazzling images in a kaleidoscope, making him dizzy.

Even the collarbone that was clearly painful had lost all feeling, as if this body had become an unconscious puppet, being moved around without any reaction or perception.

His soul seemed eager to break free from the constraints of his body and go to his native place, but in the end it was trapped in this small corner of the world, listening to the silent weeping coming from someone unknown.

Xie Tingyun's throat rolled.

After an unknown amount of time, he said softly, "System number 000... has been tied up."

However, no system will be tied up by other travelers when it is thrown into the plane world to complete the main storyline mission.

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The thin silver chain jingled as the hem of the clothes was blown by the wind, becoming the only faint sound in this lonely world.

Ning Chen casually fiddled with the silver chain on his collar and was quite satisfied with the clear sound.

He liked it at first sight. Needless to say, he liked it very much.

Ning Chen looked down at the demons who were retreating cautiously with sullen faces staring at him without leaving a trace, and finally took a step forward.

The demons responded by showing their weapons one after another.

If Ning Chen looked carefully, he could even find that the hands of the powerful demon standing in the front were shaking.

If the one standing in front of them now was the Demon Lord who had been seriously injured, they might have the confidence to kill him again if they made a final move at this time. But the Tian Xiao standing in front of them now not only came out of the Bone Refining River unscathed, but also looked very good, which was not the same as the situation they had when they took advantage of the Demon Lord's critical condition to kill him.

If they were to confront the Demon Lord head-on now, what difference would that be from seeking death?

However, to his surprise, Ning Chen became alert as soon as he saw them display knives, swords, and pipa hooks.

What, what, you want to fight?

Very good!

It just so happened that Ning Chen had just received the memories of the original owner, and it would take some time and practice to turn the memories into instincts, so now he was in need of someone to practice with.

Ning Shen raised his eyes, and while he went to browse the system mall to find interesting weapons, he casually said, "Come one by one or all together? It's all fine. I'm not picky."

Demons: "..."

God is not fucking picky.

Ning Chen looked at the dazzling array of ancient cold weapons in the system mall, each marked with 6 points, and was rarely able to make a choice.

His initial points were only 20, 5 points for a full set of appearance, and 6 points for a weapon. Half of it would have been spent before the day was over. Ning thought about it and decided not to be too wasteful.

014 saw him open the control panel, so he tried hard to write a word on the scroll and corrected it: "Your self-proclaimed name."

"I am not picky..." Ning Chen corrected himself, "You guys are just giving me these points, are they enough?"

014: “…”

It has no entity, but still makes a finger-pointing motion: "...the initial integral is this much."

After saying this, 014 fell silent.

Ning Chen was just complaining casually, and he never thought that 014 would really give him extra points through a backdoor. Since points can only be obtained by completing plot mission points, they are subject to the rules of the world. No matter how much Ning Chen dislikes constraints, he knows that some rules must be followed.

Ning Chen did not need to speak out loud about the conversation that took place in the sea of ​​consciousness. Ning Chen could understand it in an instant. Therefore, although it seemed that a lot of things had happened just now, when he returned to reality, it was only the time it took for the demons to retreat two or three steps.

I don't know what kind of plot points I need to complete to earn points. Does defeating these demons count?

Ning Chen picked out a silver gun and bought it for 5 points. While studying how to summon it, he said, "I don't care what you did before. Whether it was assassination or ulterior motives, I don't care about it now. There is only one thing——"

"you,"

He finally chose a silver spear, and a flash of excitement flashed across his eyes. "Come on, have some people practice with me."

Demons: “Huh?”

No...did they hear it right?

The Demon Lord has always had a strange temperament, and he rarely goes out when he is in the demon world. Basically, few people can actually come into contact with the Demon Lord Tianxiao.

Demon Lord Tianxiao is the only demon who has awakened his bone refining bloodline in the past thousand years. It is said that he had a heavenly demon core when he was born, and he has reached the realm of Nirvana in just five hundred years. He is only one major realm away from ascending. He had already surpassed most of the demons in the demon world when he was born. There is absolutely no such example in the world. Even the previous demon lords did not have such terrifying strength and speed.

Today, humans, demons, and monsters are in a state of confrontation. The human race has become weak due to the scarcity of spiritual energy, and the monsters live in seclusion. Now, a genius has emerged in the demon world, so he has undoubtedly become the current Demon Lord.

However, the existence of the Demon Lord should have strengthened the demon race, and then led them to annex the other two races. However, this new proud son of the demon race did not know what went wrong in his brain. Not only did he ignore the affairs of the demon world, he was even stingy enough to compete crazily with a human saint.

The Demon Lord's favorite person is a human, which is nothing. At worst, he can just rob her.

The Demon Lord's favorite person is the human race's saint Xie Tingyun. That's nothing. At worst, they can stop Xie Tingyun and let the Demon Lord snatch him back.

But when the Demon Lord knew that his beloved liked Xie Tingyun but Xie Tingyun didn't like her, the Demon Lord's defense was broken! The Demon Lord went crazy! The Demon Lord and the Holy Son Xie Tingyun had a big fight!

Shameful, very shameful!

How can there be a demon king with such a small mind? ? ?

The position of the Demon Lord has always been surrounded by wolves. If you have strength and prestige, you can sit firmly on it. If you are not able to command the support of the people, you will be dethroned at any time.

If the Demon Lord had not been so ashamed that he went mad and ran to duel with the human Xie Tingyun and both were injured, they might not have been able to kill him while the Demon Lord was seriously injured.

However, including all the demons present, every demon knows that no demon can be challenged for the position of the Demon Lord and be deliberately killed when someone is in danger, and can still forgive everything in the past with ease.

The demon standing in the front was tall and strong, holding two axes. He did not believe Ning Chen's words, but just thought that this was another new way of tricking people that the Dog-Temperament Demon Lord had come up with. Therefore, he was too cautious to step forward, but he did not continue to retreat either.

The appearance of demons is not much different from that of humans, but most of them are stronger and taller than humans, with thick skin and flesh, a tough style, and a preference for heavy weapons with large swings.

The demons in front of Ning Chen inherited this characteristic. They were all strong and sturdy, wearing dark black armor, with knotted and bulging exposed muscles, and most of them had old scars running across their bronze skin.

The demons are warlike and good at fighting.

In the past, Ning Chen might have found such an opponent difficult to deal with.

But here, tranquility only waits in anticipation.

Ning Chen is now facing a completely new power system, in which body size is not an asset at all.

Weapons, magic breath, enchantments, talents, this means greater freedom and more diverse combinations, which are extremely novel experiences for Ning Chen.

Ning Chen had no relatives, and he understood from a very young age that he could only rely on his own minions to survive.

So he learned without any instruction how to look for food, how to find a nook and cranny to rest that was sheltered from the rain and wind, how to protect vital parts during a fight, and how to learn to counterattack.

When Ning Chen's food was taken away, he was humiliated, spat on, and laughed at, the first thing he wanted to do was to pick out the one he disliked the most, then immediately go up to him, grab him, and beat him up.

As Ning Shen's body was covered in bruises and his head was dripping with sticky blood, he thought about how he could find an angle to kick the other person's penis to death the next time he was beaten up by a group of people, even if he curled up to protect his vital parts.

Ning Chen grew up in a struggle, and when he became an adult, he felt that he was probably not a normal person. After all, no normal person would regard fighting as something as normal and necessary as eating.

Sharpening claws and fangs all the time, entering battles, taking advantage of battles, and even becoming addicted to battles have become the survival instinct and pastime of beasts.

Perhaps Ning Shen was not born to be submissive and obedient.

He was not afraid of pain and death, nor of the darkness that was so deep that it was despair, nor of the hunger that burned through his heart and lungs.

Only fierce confrontations and brutal collisions could instantly ignite his blood and make him so excited that even his fingertips tremble for the upcoming confrontation.